Broken Antler Fen Now you've got to work for a living.

Reyes Rivaini had faded in to the background of Brecheliant. 

When he wasn't busy on a patrol or scouting out any resident herds, he was busy with @Teya, or minding whichever child of his had come to visit. They grew so fast — himself and Teya, whatever relationship they'd built in the aftermath of his divorce; but also the children, who had become so accustomed to their visits to the fen that half the time, Reyes found them strutting about without supervision like they owned the place. Such was life. Thankfully Towhee had not come by to rage at him about it, so either the children were good at keeping secrets, or she didn't really care - which was good enough for him.

It was quite late now. The sky had since transitioned from a deep shade of purple to something empty, with a dense cloud-cover pushing its way in from the north. It was cold, not quite winter cold but trying hard. Most of the trees dotting the fen had stripped down to bare bones. If one of the kids had come visiting earlier in the day, they weren't here now. Reyes had done an extra sweep of his shared space with Teya, before finally seeking her out and stalking after her, to spy upon whatever had caught her fancy.

She'd become quite a busy creature too, come to think of it. Keeping everyone together, himself included. There had been talk of Eljay and Maia taking a vacation of some kind; personally Reyes was against that, because it would leave their horde of kids at his mercy, and he'd already neared his limit with his own - temporary though his visitation rights had become. 

Teya didn't appear tired when he came across her; she was roaming the more open patches of the fenway and watching the sky while the wind pulsed up and down her back. Reyes crept up alongside her but didn't look up; he was more interested in watching her face, the angle of her body, the curves he had come to know so well, and felt a warm tremble up and down his own spine.